I got in a fight with a Diamondbacks player here!
Rusty Ryal was drunk and slammed his car door into my vehicle. I flipped, and he was wasted and started telling me the dent he made was smaller than his cock. He called me all sorts of names, cops came, he got in an argument with a cholo who wanted to kick both of our asses because fighting was bad (???) They sell MD 20/20 "bling bling" Blue and the people who work here are truly weird. They have a redbox which features all the favorite ghetto flicks, and the water machine gives you 5 gallons for a dollar. They just installed the new Circle K gas pumps and they are already covered in graffiti. It's fun watching all the trannies come in here and try to get the emos and preps from Camden Copper Square to take them home.
My favorite time at this circle k is when I pogo sticked my ass all the way there from my house and pogoed drunk in the parking lot. Their rent a cop told me to leave so I pogoed in on the sidewalk and called him names until he called the cops.
Yup, I've been here 8,453,234.73 times and only had the cops called on me twice. That is a 99%+ success rate. It's a great Circle K.